Hyun, still a bit confused, didn't realize what he meant by 'territory' at first. It was also partially due to the fact that the rivalry was between Jun and Che, and he had never actually seen him before. "Excuse me?" He asked him, eyebrows raised. This stranger's tone seemed awfully angry.

"Well, follow me." Jun said, smiling internally as he lead Kwang out onto the street, and to his car. LMOA JUN HAS CAR BUT HYUN DOESNT

Jae flipped his dreads, purposely hitting Seung's face as he did it. "How could I ever live without you, my love?"

Hyun finally figured out what was happening after he realized that he was calling him by his brother's name. "You're mistaken. I'm not Jun." He started to explain calmly, not wanting this to get out of hand.

"Do you take us for idiots?" Mi-hi glared at him, standing behind Che.

Thanks to the influence of alcohol, Jae hadn't really realized what was happening until Seung's lips were on his own. Seconds passed before he finally pushed Seung away by his shoulders and looked at him, with absolute confusion. "Seung-" He started, but quickly stopped and jumped off the couch and ran out of the bar.

Any desire to resolve this peacefully left his thoughts when a gun was drawn and pointed at him. Since he had an actual job, and usually never found himself around here, he never carried a gun. Jun tried to give one to him, but he turned him down. He stayed still, knowing better than to fuck with the dude holding a gun. "What are you going to do then, hm?" Hyun hissed, his face a scowl at this point.

Che, being as short-tempered as he was, pressed the gun against Jun's forehead. He was more than ready to pull the trigger, but he knew he couldn't do that. Not if he wanted to keep what little peace there was between the two gangs. "You have no idea, how bad I wanna shoot you. Buuuuut, instead, let's go. You're coming with us." Che told him, leADING HIM BACK TO THE DANG BAR

As he walked into the bar, he noticed many of the people in there stare at him, some standing up and glaring at him, and one intoxicated guy with an upset expression sitting on a couch. He was starting to realize that more than likely that if he left this alive, it wouldn't be without a few injuries. He clenched his jaw and glared at the man with the gun, who he could only assume to be Che Guson.

Hyun rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch. "You know, there's a lot better things you could be doing with your time, you know. Like getting a job? Or finishing high school?" Jun had told him a little while ago a bit about Che, and his brother. He actually didn't care, but he just felt like getting a rise out of Che.

Mi-hi raised his eyebrows, surprised at the audacity of Jun. No wonder they were rivals.

Hyun groaned and leaned forward, feeling hot liquid run from his nose. Though he expected this, it did not stop him from getting angry. Rage bubbling up, he glared up at Che. "Fuck you," He hissed, spitting red tinted spit on Che's shirt. It wasn't even a full minute later when his phone rang. Shit.

Jun was standing outside the restaurant, tapping his foot quickly, as the phone rang. It had been in the middle he and Ji eating when he realized that to walk to work, Hyun had to walk through the wrong territory, and god knows what could've happened to him.

Jun grew extremely angry as soon as he heard Che's voice answer the phone. "I swear to fucking god," Jun shouted. He walked into the restaurant, grabbed Kwang and dragged him outside. He started walking down the street, to the club controlled by the Black Tigers. "Where the fuck is he, Che." He commanded harshly.

Jun paused for a moment, getting confused now. "There--what?" He leaned over towards Kwang, so they couldn't hear him. "They have Hyun and they think it's me. Fuckin' Che has no idea I have a twin." He started laughing, and continued to laugh as he brought the phone back to his ear. "I have a twin, dumbaSS" juyn LAUGh

Hyun tried to hold back his laughter at the two of them. "You figured it out." He replied to Seung.

"Well, luckily for you, I-" Jun stopped in place when he noticed a kid with dreads sitting in an alley, needle in hand. He didn't know the kid, but by his clothing he knew he was a Black Tiger. "Get Ji." He instructed Kwang, before walked over to the kid who just finished injecting himself. He pulled him up roughly by the arm, and dragged him from the alley. "God, he's fucked up."

Jae struggled to pull himself from the stranger's grasp. "Don't touch me!"

Hyun rolled his eyes and looked around the bar. All of the attention seemed to be focused on them at this point, waiting to see if he was going to die.

Kwang nodded, and left jogged off to find Ji. Which wouldn't be hard. He was known for staying in the same place for hours on end, so chances were, he was still sitting on the couch where they left him. "Ji, get your shit and let's go."

"Bastard! Let go, you ass," Jae started screaming when he realized who had grabbed him. He started to swing at Jun when he was grabbed by his dreads and his gun was pulled from underneath his belt.

"Why don't you shut your face for a moment, huh?" Jun hissed, easily missing his uncoordinated swings. He weighed his options, and finally decided to hit Jae with the butt of his pistol, knocking him unconscious. He grabbed the kid and threw him over his shoulders, and when Kwang and Ji finally arrived, he continued down the street, only a few minutes away.

Hyun groaned as he wiped away blood from his nose. It had stopped bleeding, but the bruises were finally started to show.

Jun hurried down the street, and was eventually met by Che. He put Jae down, holding him up still by his arm as he groaned, blood dripping down his forehead. Placing the gun next to Jae's head, he glared at Che. "Now I'm sure we can be civil, can't we?"